The male gods are vying to be my father

There were a dozen or so children in the wooden house, all wrapped in thick padded jackets.

Luo Xin frowned: "How do I find this?"

At this altitude, the temperature has dropped to minus 20°C. Of course, you can’t take off people’s padded jackets and look at them one by one.

Whose is it if the child is frozen?

Rong Zhi remained silent all this time, he was looking at the child in front of him.

The child is thin, with rough skin and dark complexion, and they are not very good-looking.

But their eyes are bright.

Rong Zhi put down his backpack and took out a bag of beef cubes from it.

"Eat?" Rong Zhi asked.

Several children just stared at him, not daring to make a sound.

"This is beef cubes, with five flavors. It looks small, but if you peel one and put it in your mouth, the smell of beef will quickly fill your mouth."

Several children swallowed in unison.

"Eat?" Rong Zhi asked again.

They nodded hesitantly.

"Which one of you has a moon pattern on your body? I'll give it to you, and we will exchange it equally, okay?" Rong Zhi blinked.

Rong Zhi was already good-looking.

When he got closer, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes were magnified in the eyes of the child.

The golden sunlight passed through the clouds and slowly slid across his face, adding a layer of golden light immediately.

He looked like an angel from a fairy tale book.

"...Okay!" The little man standing in the front blushed, and responded immediately, and quickly pulled off his neckline, pointing to the pattern on his neck, "Here, I have it here!"

The corner of Rong Zhi's mouth curved.

The light in the eyes is more intense.

Several children were dumbfounded.

Rong Zhi: "Do you want to eat dried pork? The outside is covered with a sweet and spicy taste, and the inside is full of pork fragrance."

The children swallowed again: "Eat."

"Then can you exchange the batik painting with me?"

The little man struggled in pain for a while: "...Okay."

It takes less than 1 minute.

The second batik painting is in hand.

This time above is a picture of Miao youths carrying water.

Wen Yuchen stared at the batik painting, and then opened his mouth: "I think if Rong Zhi goes to sell food in the future, no one can resist him..."

Luo Xin: "It's really right to follow Rong Zhi closely."

Tang Xiaoyun stepped forward at this time, brought the batik painting over, and rolled it up.

The cameramen's eyes lit up.

coming!

finally come!

Tang Xiaoyun is going to grab it!

"Put it in your pocket?" Tang Xiaoyun asked.

"Well, put your backpack."

"Okay." Tang Xiaoyun put it in the backpack for him.

Cameraman: "..." So you walked over just to roll a scroll for him?

"We have to go down the mountain." Luo Xin said.

"We can't go back the same way. There are no NPCs on the original way. We have to go another way." Wen Yuchen followed suit.

"But there is no map..." Tang Xiaoyun interfaced.

Qin Siyuan, who was silent the whole time, moved slowly now, walked over, took away a bag of cotton candy from Rong Zhi, handed it to several children, and asked, "How do I get from here?"

The children were already tearing apart beef cubes and dried pork and eating them.

They smashed and smashed their mouths, but they didn't dare to answer.After all, Qin Siyuan didn't look too close.

Rong Zhi took the bag of marshmallows, opened one, and stuffed it into the little man's mouth.

Sweet and soft.

The little man squinted his eyes happily, and hurriedly took the whole bag of marshmallows: "Let me show you the way."

Several other children also hurriedly said: "Yes, we can show you the way."

"Thank you." Rong Zhi smiled again.

The children blushed and walked over to open the wooden door: "This way..."

The staff could only watch helplessly, these children were easily handled by a few packs of snacks.

With children leading the way, they found the way very smoothly.

After finding the third NPC and getting the map and mission, the children came over to take a look, and hurriedly shouted: "I know, I know where this is going."

The children ate snacks and happily acted as tour guides for them.

The next task becomes much easier.

The seventh task was accomplished in a blink of an eye.

Rongzhi's bag was already full of batik paintings.

"The last task... buy three batik handicrafts from the third shop on the mountainside."

"Do you have any money?"

"...It's gone, the powder is gone."

"The mobile phone has also been confiscated... there is no way to pay with the mobile phone!"

Several people looked at each other.

The program team breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally let them jump into a pit.

Followed by the director with a slight smile: "You have to find a way to get cash."

"Wait..." Rong Zhi touched his pocket, and took out two walnuts and a... card.

Wen Yuchen was dumbfounded: "Wori, Heika!"

Rong Zhi touched his left pocket again, and found another card.It is estimated that it was either Zhou Jing who released it or Yue Zheng who released it. Yan Shihan probably couldn't remember this.

There was another exclamation from the side: "Wori, also a black card..."

The director on the other end still smiled slightly: "That shop doesn't accept credit cards."

Luo Xin's face fell down: "Then no matter how rich you are, it's useless..."

Rong Zhi tore off the hat cord tied into a bow around his neck, then took off the red wool cap and shook it.

"Clatter——" Ten hundred-yuan bills fell out.

The director was stunned: "Where, where did it come from?"

Rong Zhi spread his hands.

It was only then that the director remembered that when they were about to go out, Mr. Zhou took a little red hat, put it on Rong Zhi's head, and tied the rope of the hat in a knot.

And a bow tie.

Isn't that just to prevent the money in the hat from leaking out!

"Let's go, we can call it a day after shopping." Rong Zhi put away the hundred-yuan bills and put them in his pocket.

Several guests were stunned: "Rong Zhi, are you transformed from Doraemon?"

Rong Zhi shook his head, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth softened immediately.

He is not Doraemon.

But what he wants, men seem to be able to give him.

Rong Zhi put on the woolen cap again, and his steps became lighter.

It turns out that having a father is such a feeling.

Several people successfully found the third shop on the mountainside and bought the batik handicrafts from that shop. Finally, with these handicrafts, they exchanged the last batik picture from the program group.

Tang Xiaoyun still curled up and stuffed it into Rong Zhi's backpack.

The director team was helpless: "Congratulations Rong Zhi, you have become today's champion."

"Call work!" Wen Yuchen ran down happily.

The others also cheered.

But soon, their cheers were overshadowed.

The sound of the huge plane engine rumbled, and everyone looked up, and saw a helicopter passing by high in the sky, heading towards a higher place...

"Is something wrong on the mountain..." Luo Xin raised his head and murmured.

The program team was also taken aback.

Then turn around and look at these few guests who are happy and have not suffered any crimes.

Forget it... also, it's pretty good.In case something happens, their program team must not clean it up, and they are going to let actor Yan throw it into the pot and blow it up!

It took a long time for the roar to disappear from the ears.

Several guests walked down slowly while rubbing their ears.

Because there is no task to do when going down the mountain, the cameraman can only hold the idea of ​​filming the daily life, thinking that in case the program is not long enough in the future, it can be used to make up for it.

In this shot, I shot from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain.

Halfway through, the helicopter roared down the mountain again.

Tang Xiaoyun suddenly grabbed Rong Zhi's hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Huh?" Rong Zhi didn't feel anything at first, but when he reminded him like this, he immediately felt itchy on the back of his hands and palms.

Rong Zhi couldn't help scratching, the back of his hand immediately turned red.

Tang Xiaoyun quickly clasped his hand: "Don't move!"

"Allergy." Qin Siyuan made a conclusion.

"Doctor, doctor!" Tang Xiaoyun's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned around and shouted.

In order to avoid unexpected situations, the program team brought a doctor.

Hearing the movement here, the program team immediately panicked and brought the doctor over.

"It's indeed an allergy." The doctor stared at the back of Rong Zhi's red hands and frowned, "You can't take medicine for allergies, you have to go to the hospital."

Rong Zhi felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

The itching even had a tendency to spread to his arms.

Rong Zhi moved his wrist impatiently: "It's so itchy, I want to scratch it..."

Tang Xiaoyun clasped his arm firmly: "No, don't scratch it. It will get worse."

"Is there any ice?" Qin Siyuan turned to ask the program crew.

The program team was also dumbfounded: "No, no..."

Wen Yuchen walked out of the camera impatiently: "Oh, isn't there ice on this mountain? I'll knock a piece for you! Where's the hammer?"

"Here, here!" Tang Xiaoyun hurriedly handed it over.

Program crew: "..." You fucking knocked yourself out!

Of course the ice didn't strike, but Wen Yuchen came back with a bag of snow.

Qin Siyuan took it and stuck the bag on the back of Rong Zhi's hand.

The cold touch made Rong Zhi tremble, but it did dissipate a lot of the itching and pain, and most of the burning sensation disappeared.

"Hurry up and go down the mountain!" Qin Siyuan said in a deep voice.

"Car! The car of the program group!" Tang Xiaoyun turned around and shouted.

The staff member has already run to find Liang Lexin.

As soon as the car door opened here, the staff was out of breath: "Liang, Director Liang, Rong Zhi is digging yams, too, I'm allergic... I have to send it to the hospital."

Liang Lexin didn't have time to speak.

The car door was suddenly blocked with a hand, and the man's stern face appeared from behind the door: "Where are they?"

The staff member shivered: "...just, just ahead."

Yue Zheng jumped out of the car directly: "I'll pick him up."

Yan Shihan grabbed him: "This part will definitely be cut into the video, you and Mr. Zhou don't move, I'll go over."

Yue Zheng opened his mouth, but he also knew that it was not suitable for him and Zhou Jing to show their faces.

Yan Shihan got out of the car and quickly walked towards Rong Zhi.

His car was parked at the foot of the mountain, and Yan Shihan called Jiao Fei while walking.

Jiao Fei also reacted quickly, first he called the nearest hospital, made sufficient preparations, and then asked the driver to drive to pick him up.

Although Yue Zheng and Zhou Jing didn't chase after them, they also got out of the car, and then called their respective cars.

Liang Lexin sat in the car in a daze, watching their backs go away, and said in a low voice: "It's... it's okay for actor Yan to be in a hurry, Mr. Yue and Mr. Zhou are so anxious..."

"Is it better?" Qin Siyuan asked.

Rong Zhi nodded.

But it was only relieved, he still felt uncomfortable.

Rong Zhi was so uncomfortable that his whole face turned slightly red, and his eyes seemed to have watery eyes.It looked like a red-eyed rabbit who had just been pricked.

At this moment, only the sound of the engine of the car was approaching.

A black Lincoln pulled up beside them.

As soon as the car door opened, Yan Shihan strode down with a frown.

"Go, go to the hospital."

Several guests were taken aback, and stammered, "Yan Yingdi."

Yan Shihan didn't even have time to give them a look, he grabbed Rong Zhi's hand and looked at it.

The back of the hand was completely red and even slightly swollen.

Yan Shihan's heart tugged, and his hands even trembled slightly.

It seems that he is the one who is allergic.

"Why are you so delicate." Yan Shihan said in a low voice, but carefully grabbed Rong Zhi's wrist, and led him towards the car in big strides.

Tang Xiaoyun hurriedly handed over the snow bag: "Give it to Rong Zhi to relieve the pain."

Yan Shihan glanced down: "No need, there are ice packs in the car."

After finishing speaking, Yan Shihan couldn't help but look at him twice more, with a little fear in his eyes.

Except for him as a father.

How can someone treat Zhizhi so well!

Is he plotting against Zhizhi?

Yan Shihan's heart immediately seemed to be stuffed with dynamite.

He looked around again, imprinting the appearance of these little boys in his mind, and then got into the car.

The driver quickly started the car and headed towards the hospital.

At this moment, the hospital has received two patients with allergies.

That's weird people.

The front desk nurse thought to herself.

"Registration." The young man took out his ID card and money.

The nurse took it over and looked at it, then her heart skipped a beat, and then she looked up at the two people in front of her in disbelief.

"Jane, Jian Junyi?"

After speaking, the nurse could barely breathe.

The man in the peaked cap and white down jacket raised his face.

Even so, the nurse could only glimpse a part of his chin.

Fair and stern.

The reason why Jian Junyi was able to become a god at this age, apart from his unnatural talent, many people think that it is also inseparable from his overly handsome appearance.

"Dermatology." The mixed-race youth urged.

The nurse just picked up her heartbeat, she nodded indiscriminately, and then quickly registered the two of them.

As soon as Jian Jun took two steps upstairs, he suddenly turned around and asked his manager Eldo: "Is he also allergic?"

Eldor: "Maybe."

Jian Jun is not satisfied with this answer.

He let out a cold "ha", raised his legs and continued to walk upstairs.

After seeing the doctor, Jian Jun was admitted to the ward on the fifth floor.

This is a public hospital, overcrowded, and of course there are no VIP wards.

In this room alone, there are three beds separated by curtains.

As soon as Jian Jun walked into the ward, his frown did not relax. The nurse came quickly and put water on Jian Jun.When leaving, the nurse couldn't help but wonder, the allergy problem is not serious, why does Jianshen insist on staying in the hospital for observation?

The nurse at the front desk received today's second wave of shock.

"Yan Yanyan actor..." The nurse felt that she could hardly breathe.

What day is today?Is the big luck of the year hitting today?

This Yan Shihan was also carefully holding an ice pack and sticking it on the back of Rong Zhi's hand.

After a while, I will ask: "Is it cold?"

Rong Zhi: "Cold."

"No way, Zhi Zhi Ren Ren."

After a while, Yan Shihan had to ask again: "Is it cold?"

Rong Zhi: "......cold."

Yan Shihan's tone became more gentle: "Squeaky, bear it."

Rong Zhi: "..."

The little nurse who saw this scene: "..."

Jiao Fei had already arranged everything. After consulting the nurse on which floor the dermatology department was on, he led the staff upstairs.

Yan Shihan breathed a sigh of relief when he finally saw the doctor.

Yan Shihan knows that allergies can be big or small, and severe cases can lose their lives.

After the doctor wrote the prescription, he immediately asked Jiao Fei to prepare a ward.

After taking the prescription and leaving the consultation room, a nurse led Rong Zhi to apply the medicine.

Under Rong Zhi's strong request, the doctor gave up the treatment plan of injection and water suspension, and only prescribed a prescription for him to get the ointment to be applied externally.

After receiving a small tube of ointment, Jiao Fei took him to the ward.

"This hospital has a shortage of beds, so I may have to share a ward with a stranger." Jiao Fei said helplessly.

Yan Shihan's heart was haunted by anxiety: "Is there no other hospital nearby?"

"Gone."

"You shouldn't be here to record a show!" Yan Shihan gritted his teeth.

Rong Zhi stepped into the ward first: "It doesn't matter if you live in the same ward with other people. Anyway, you can only observe for one night at most."

Yan Shihan nodded, and the expression on his face was relieved.

Yan Shihan raised his hand to help Rong Zhi straighten the Little Red Riding Hood on his head, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

Rong Zhi immediately let out a growl of hunger.

Yan Shihan smiled slightly, and his expression relaxed a lot: "What do you want to eat?"

"Kung Pao chicken, grilled fish in bamboo tubes, extravagant jade hairpin..." Rong Zhi couldn't help licking his lower lip as he spoke.

"Okay." Yan Shihan signaled Jiao Fei to buy it.

Jiao Fei was about to turn around and go out.

"Forget it, I'll go." After finishing speaking, Yan Shihan took his assistant and walked out.

None of them were familiar with Lin Cheng, and letting the agent go was the same as letting him go.In this case, why not go and buy food for Rong Zhi himself.

Jiao Fei pulled a small stool and sat down beside the bed.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Jiao Fei picked it up: "Hey, Mr. Yue, Mr. Zhou... Well, the car can't come in? I'll tell you the way." Jiao Fei stood up after speaking, walked to the window, and looked downstairs .

Rong Zhi's hands were covered with medicine, which felt extremely cool.

He walked a lot today, and now that he's relaxed, he can feel the faint soreness in his legs.

But the bed was piled with quilts, it was difficult for Rong Zhi to sit on and rest, and he didn't want to lift the corners of the quilt with his hands, it would be bad if the medicine got on it.

After thinking about it, Rong Zhi pouted his buttocks and pushed the quilt into the corner with great effort.

Then sat down.

Rong Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and even wanted to lie down.

But wait for him to look up.

I saw a man standing beside the curtain. The man was wearing a white down jacket, a peaked cap, and water was hanging on the back of his hand. A mixed-race youth beside him was struggling to help hold the bottle.

Rong Zhi couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he saw the mixed-race youth clearly.

"It's you." Rong Zhi stared at him, "It was you who brought me the food."

The mixed-race youth quickly waved his hands: "No, it's not me."

Rong Zhi turned his eyes and found that the young man had a bag on his back.

Due to the weight, the shoulder straps of the bag slipped off his shoulders, and the mouth of the bag opened suddenly, revealing a section of yam head with leaves on it.

Rong Zhi was taken aback: "...you also went to dig yams?"

The man in the cap suddenly moved.

He quickly reached out to close the bag, and then whispered: "No."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Wow, he can still tell nonsense with his eyes open!

"You..." Rong Zhi looked at the man again, he was tall and tall with long legs.Rong Zhi couldn't help but took half a step back, frowning: "Are you stalkers?"

The author has something to say: Jian Shi San Lian: I am not, I do not, ha!

The painting style of the full text will probably be so warm and cruel_(:з」∠)_

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